Exploring Technology in a Wizard World-Chapter 297 - 296 Suo Men Reappears
Chapter 297: Chapter 296: Suo Men Reappears
Chapter 297: Chapter 296: Suo Men Reappears
As the Small Fireball Skill came her way, the girl Barbara reacted promptly, taking a slight step back and letting her longsword drop down diagonally to stick into the wooden stage’s surface. With a wave of her right hand holding a gray short wand, a blue gemstone embedded at the end of the wand lit up, and water vapor rapidly condensed, releasing a twenty-centimeter-long Water Arrow.
The Water Arrow shot forth, striking the fireball with precision, “puff” it penetrated the fireball, extinguishing it. The Water Arrow, too, having spent its energy, transformed into a puddle of water that fell, soaking a large area of the ground.
Zero-Circle Magic·Shaping Energy Water Magic·Spiky Water Arrow!
Seeing his attack countered, the boy Simon furrowed his brows slightly, about to continue his assault when he saw Barbara had already made her counterattack.
Barbara’s lips parted, chanting a spell, and a glob of viscous green acid liquid formed at the end of the short wand. With a flick of the wand, the acid liquid group rapidly flew towards Simon.
Zero-Circle Magic·Shaping Energy Water System Acid Branch Magic·Slug Acid Breath!
Simon responded by chanting his own spell, the air condensed and an Air Missile shot forth, colliding with the acid liquid group, shattering it. The acid dispersed, splattering across the surface of the wooden stage, fizzing with bubbles, while Simon remained unharmed.
Zero-Circle Magic·Shaping Energy Wind Magic·Air Bullet!
As Simon and Barbara continued to fight, the crowd beneath the wooden stage watched with intense suspense.
Richard, watching from a distance, however, shook his head, feeling that such a method of combat was too inefficient and conservative. The battle tactics of the two were simply to use attack magic from afar to deplete the opponent’s mana force prematurely and force them into close-range combat before deciding the victor. It was like playing chess, dragging the game until one side had all their pieces captured and then delivering checkmate.
Because the distance between the two on the stage wasn’t short, such a stand-and-cast combat style had a very high error margin. There wouldn’t likely be any significant changes before the mana in both their Magic Origins was drained. Thus, the essence of their battle was not about fighting consciousness or spellcasting skills, but rather about who had a larger reserve of mana.
If we transpose this to the modern Earth model, it was like two soldiers who were enemies, not comparing who had better marksmanship or who had higher tactical training, but who carried more bullets. When two soldiers meet, alternating shots at each other, whoever runs out of bullets first and has to resort to using a bayonet in close combat falls into a disadvantage.
Under this model, unless there was a crushing advantage, the condition at the end would be similar for both parties, and both would need to endure a tough struggle, exhausting nearly all of their mana, vigour, and physical strength to achieve victory. Therefore, even the most outstanding student could not defeat two peers, their combat power being completely fixed.
In Richard’s view, there was an entirely different approach to combat—a more efficient, faster-paced method.
Both could try to dodge each other’s spells and unleash spell attacks directed at the opponent’s body. Even if the opponent could also dodge, it would inevitably pull them into a mobile fight, greatly increasing the chances of exposing weaknesses.
At that moment, if one could seize the opponent’s weakness and attack in time, victory could be achieved with minimal cost. To say nothing of defeating two peers, overcoming three or four was also possible.
To take it to the extreme, if combatants closed the distance to engage in close-quarters combat right from the start, victory could be even quicker and at an even lower cost.
Thinking all this, Richard shook his head, losing interest and prepared to leave for the library. But just as he turned, a flicker in his eye caught a glimpse of a somewhat familiar person who disappeared as abruptly as they appeared amongst the crowd around the wooden stage.
Hmm?
Richard’s brows arched, relying on the afterimage burned into his vision to recall the face of the person he had just seen.
That looked like… the man from the Mysterious Organization he had seen hidden in the alley after the auction event.
Could it be… Suo Men?!
What was he doing here? What could be his purpose?
Richard became vigilant.
Given the man’s identity and the background of the Mysterious Organization he represented, Richard had always been somewhat wary, and judging by what that person had done previously, being here at White Stone Tower didn’t seem to bode well.
Then…
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Richard squinted towards the crowd, hoping to spot the man, but found that the other had already disappeared without a trace, as if he had never been there.
This…
Richard’s brow furrowed tightly, unwilling to believe what he had seen was an illusion. So, what exactly did the other want to do?
Looking toward the wooden platform, Richard saw a boy named Simon and a girl named Barbara still fighting, continuously bombarding each other with spells, the power of the spells constantly increasing.
After a moment, Simon unleashed a fiery spear several meters long, ruthlessly thrusting it toward Barbara.
Barbara kept releasing water arrows, trying to break the fiery spear. But the spell called “Angry Dragon Attack” was clearly stronger than the previous “Small Fireball Skill.” Even after being hit by three consecutive water arrows, the fiery spear only shrank slightly.
At the last moment, just as she was about to be hit, Barbara shouted loudly and with a fierce wave of her short wand, a large amount of ice mist surged out, enveloping the fiery spear in layers.
The fiery spear, like a peeling onion, shrank layer by layer until it completely dissipated.
“Huff—”
Barbara let out a sigh of relief, but her face turned pale. The “Frost Breath” she had cast was a spell close to First Circle level, and it took a great toll on her when released in an emergency.
Just then, her companions from below gave a warning.
“Be careful!”
“Barbara, watch out!”
“Barbara, dodge quickly!”
Upon hearing this, Barbara looked at her opponent and saw that Simon had already cast another attack spell during her defensive moment. It was a massively compressed air bullet, like the fist of a giant, fervently launched at her.
A booming sound filled the air, and Barbara’s eyes widened in an attempt to defend herself, but, drained of mana, she simply couldn’t. Too late to dodge.
“Bang!”
With a muffled noise, Barbara was violently knocked back, crashing into the edge of the platform, curling up in pain.
Simon looked on without an ounce of sympathy. His lips moved, mana flowed, and a raging fireball sprang from the end of the short wand, ready to continue his attack, aiming to doom Barbara.
“Enough!”
An authoritative voice rang out, and a White Stone Tower teacher, who had been maintaining order by the side, suddenly leaped onto the platform, standing between Simon and Barbara.
“Black Evil Castle lad, consider yourself the victor of this match. Stop now, lest Deep Blue Castle folk have cause to trouble you,” the White Stone Tower teacher advised.
Simon’s eyes flickered, the fire at the end of his short wand gradually extinguished, and he clasped his hands, bowing slightly to the White Stone Tower teacher, “Thank you for the reminder, teacher. I understand.” And he stepped down toward the crowd.
By this time, Barbara’s Deep Blue Castle classmates had already rushed onto the platform, clumsily trying to help her up while expressing their indignation.
“Seriously, what’s with those from Black Evil Castle, hitting so hard!”
“Exactly, they’ve injured Barbara so badly!”
“Next time we face them…”
As they spoke, the people from Deep Blue Castle cast unfriendly looks at Simon, who continued to walk down from the platform, ignoring them completely.
Richard, watching from a distance, slightly furrowed his brow, sensing nothing amiss. Although he had just seen a member of the Mysterious Organization named Suo Men appear, everything seemed normal.
That…
Richard turned to leave when suddenly a scream erupted.
“Ah!”
Hmm?!
